The bank just ran me my payment
Tell ‘em all the city in trouble
c nigga too lit, I'm faded
cnd I got it with me I'm trouble
She tryna get a nigga in trouble
cnd she wearin blue, my favorite
The Queen here too we trouble
Nah, that message on green
But I wish a nigga would like it's
But I'm tellin y'all please
Cause the second y'all leave
There'll be (brat, brat, brat)
They'll send you to yo Heaven offspring (on cuz)
Young nigga outta College Station
I was tryna keep my ass outta trouble
But if I have a problem ima say it
Damn my attitude always been troubled
Makin headlines and they hate it
Man, these niggas don't want trouble
I just got back I made it
Tell ‘em all the city in trouble
He gave a confession but I did it
They thought for second I would quit it
Spin around and hit they block (brat, brat, brat)
We don't second guess shit on God
I ain't tryna hang wit you niggas
cll y'all gettin in trouble
Why you entertain these bitches?
When you know that bitch don't love you
That bitch don't love you
I ain't here to play ima menace
I got money and I'm tryna make it double
I ain't misbehaved in a minute
So when I touch down it's trouble
Shawty been here for a week now
Her nigga broke her mind, hurt her deep down
We just broke her back, she in peace now
Now she leave em on read when he reach out
Turn the city up then it's peace out
If they actin stupid got the piece out
Gettin so much money I can eat now
c nigga havin trouble tryna recount
The bank just ran me my payment
Tell ‘em all the city in trouble
c nigga too lit, I'm faded
cnd I got it with me I'm trouble
She tryna get a nigga in trouble
cnd she wearin blue, my favorite
The Queen here too we trouble